Chapter 1589 Ye Zhengruo has an accident
Ran Xiaoyu's breathing was choked.
Zhu Feng said slowly, "I'm afraid he's not doing well..."
Hearing this, Nan Yan's heart sank.
But she was still okay. What she was most worried about was Ran Xiaoyu standing behind her. She hurriedly turned around to look, and sure enough, Ran Xiaoyu's face suddenly turned pale, and there was no light in her eyes. She was standing there, looking a little swaying.
Nan Yan said softly: "Xiao Yu..."
As a slave, behaving like this in front of the emperor and the imperial concubine was a serious offense of misconduct in front of the emperor, but at this time, Nan Yan certainly would not blame her. Zhu Feng looked at her like this and did not say anything.
And Ran Xiaoyu bit her lower lip tightly to make
The lips were almost broken and bleeding.
Her voice trembled as she said softly, "Ye Zheng..."
Nan Yan looked at her, then turned back to look at Zhu Feng, and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, are you really sure?"
“…”
Zhu Feng's face was gloomy. Obviously, this incident was also a blow to him.
He said slowly, "As long as I have a little strength left, even a breath, Ye Zheng will definitely write a letter to me personally."
“…”
"Since he sent someone else to do this urgent letter, which was sent eight hundred miles away, there is only one possibility."
“…”
"He didn't even have the strength to hold a pen."
“……!”
Hearing him say this, Ran Xiaoyu's heart trembled.
What would it be like for a person to not even have the strength to hold a pen?
She did not forget that Ye Zheng was usually an energetic person and she had almost never seen him look tired; even though sometimes he was always bullied and beaten by her, it was just a joke.
That day, when she completely angered him, she finally knew what the real Ye Zheng was like.
I was in his hands and could hardly move.
But how could such a person not even have the strength to pick up a pen?
What happened to him?
Thinking of this, Ran Xiaoyu's mind was in a mess. She raised her head, looked at Nan Yan with red eyes, and said with a slightly trembling voice: "My Lady..."
At this time, Nan Yan calmed down.
She nodded to Ran Xiaoyu, signaling her not to lose her composure, then turned to look at Zhu Feng, took a step forward, and whispered, "Your Majesty..."
"You guys go down first."
Zhu Feng sat in the chair. Although his tone was still calm, Nan Yan could already sense a hint of murderous intent from his slightly narrowed eyes and his calm tone.
Ye Zheng is also special to him.
It's not just because Ye Zheng was entrusted to Zhu Feng by his brother Ye Quan before his death, but also because, over the years, the relationship between the two of them as king and subject has become much deeper than that of some brothers.
If anything happened to Ye Zheng, Zhu Feng would probably suffer a great blow.
Nan Yan called out softly again: "Your Majesty..."
This time, it wasn't a question or a doubt, I just wanted to comfort him.
Zhu Feng slowly opened his eyes and looked at her. He sighed, tried to soften his tone, and said, "You go down first. I have arrangements."
"……yes."
Nan Yan nodded.
Just as she turned around and prepared to leave with Ran Xiaoyu, Zhu Feng suddenly said, "Nan Yan."
"Um?"
Nan Yan turned around and looked at him.
Zhu Feng looked at him and said, "Did you have anything else to say to me just now?"
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